Real Gas (feat. Waka Flocka)

I'm in a real dolly, My life a real movie Your girlfriend want to change her heart she is a real groupie I'm rockin' real diamonds, you rockin' real [?] And this is not a water gun this is a real Uzi I got more motherfucking money than a preacher ho I'm like a million dollars richer than a week ago Got so much jewelry on I look just like a jewelry store If you a bad bitch why you wearing sneakers for? You say your ballin' what you sittin in the bleachers for. Rolls Royce a head shot but my charger is a body blow If you don't suck it right then i guess got to teach the ho, i'm smoking swishers not the same shit Wiz Khalifa smoke I'm smoking real gas, spend money real fast Lil' momma sexy, but i wonder if that's real ass I want her real bad, i got a real bag I got it on with a long way i got that real cash I roll with real niggas, i'm talking real killas' And i suggest you stay in line we got bad tempers I'm rocking' real Prada, I'm rocking real Louie These other suckas' out here imposters on the real Gucci This is a one time [?] selling weed, mollies, zans Steal from me I'm killing all close friends He smoking dope out of chicken bones and soda cans Clayton county that's gangland My shooters they got shooters man He wanna rob better change his plans, when they run in his house everybody backin' out and they shooting man If you want the pass him river dell i'm out here send 100 bands, on 85 that's real shit, flex to much get your dome kicked Can't stand a lame and a broke bitch It ain't hard to tell nigga' I'm the man Can't fuck with soldiers or middle man So I'm a boss nigga, i do boss shit Like a GD I'm a boss bitch, hanging out the window with a chopstick Got leather gloves with no mask, when I hit a lick Just to let you know who took your shit You lame as hell you a free pick, my young niggas they'll murk your ass for a half a brick Need to rob that's my [?]